Me and my friend just finished school and when we left to go home we both had this strange feeling like something was off. I thought it was way too quiet and when I asked her she said there was something strange about... everything actually. It's very odd, I can't explain. I decided to write a poem when I got home.

We pass the gate, riding our bikes

Like we've done almost every day

Yet there was something off about the world

Unexplainable

The silence crawled along the streets

Too quiet to be life

The wind blowing through the corn

To swipe and ruffle our hair

A feeling of knowing, just out of reach

A message conveyed but only partly understood

How I wish the sky could talk to me

It's strange, it's... unspeakable

No words true enough to describe

The feeling we got when we passed the gate

The dread that twisted as we asked ourselves

Did something happen today?